Novel & Cerita Red King Marvel

The door opened. Aurelion stepped inside, already dressed in dark formal attire that emphasized his height, his power, the authority that radiated from him without effort. But when his eyes landed on me— The king vanished. His breath caught. And the dragon stirred beneath his skin. “You are…” He stopped himself, jaw tightening slightly. “Going to faint?” I teased gently. He huffed a quiet laugh. “Magnificent.” My pulse fluttered. “You’re sure about this?” I asked softly.

Ciel continued. “If they stand behind you, protect them. If they stand beside you, respect them, and if they stand against you, defeat them." Jarvis proceeded. Kaizen slowly approached her; he hooked a hand under her chin and lifted her face to look him in the eyes. Brown met Crimson. “Always remember this, Roxanne.” “What?” She whispered. “A queen will always turn pain into power.”

Alex asked his wife. Anna nodded. Anna and Alex walked toward Oswald’s video screen. “My respects to His Majesty the Dragon King,” Noah Hillary greeted him. “Yes... It has been a very long time since we last met, Grand Duke Hillary. You haven’t aged at all,” Alex replied with a hint of small talk. “Of course. The genes of the Sea Serpent royal family are quite exceptional,” Noah replied, returning the small talk. “Looking at my wife, I can’t exactly argue with you, Grand Duke,” Alex said as he gently held Anna’s hand.

I could see her face even now that I was far from home, regal, flawless, she was the Alpha Queen that led the pack with an iron smile and when her beloved daughter was supposed to be mated, she would be disappointed. Last night was terrible, it felt like one of my hardest training yet, especially when I stumbled past Rogue territory. I knew the stories, they were wolves with no pack, brutal, they’d lost their mind and wouldn’t hesitate to tear a lonely female apart with their teeth but I would pick that over being marked by Alpha Gideon. He was the most disgusting man I had ever met in my entire life and the last thing I wanted was to be stuck with him. Just as I crossed the border, the scen

I lowered my eyes when he look towards my direction. "Thank you Maleficus! Very well said I am to say the most waited announcement tonight!" The loud and echoing voice of the great Alpha King made the wide dining room quiet. The wolves have turned their heads to where he is standing. Carmela who is seated with me have her eyes set only for him when he spoke, and so am I. "My son, Prince Vincent of the Royal pack is going to marry the mate that he so eagerly waited for many years of his existence! After his victorious battles against the rogues he deserves to obtain the biggest desire of his heart."

What fantastical narrative is this? "According to the sorceress's far-sighted visions of the future, the Dark King is not of this world. He is a werewolf from another realm. Should he win the Moon Goddess' battle, he'll gain the power to open a portal to his world, which could unleash catastrophic consequences on our planet. That's why the Dark King must perish at any cost," Howard explained, his resolve clear. "I will not release the antidote, no matter what."

I drift toward the edge of the reception area near the lake, champagne in hand, trying to breathe through the discomfort of too many memories, too many questions in familiar eyes. Wolves in designer suits and couture gowns cluster in groups, their laughter bright and effortless. I catch fragments of conversation—mergers, territory expansions, and whispers about the new Alpha King being in attendance. His coronation photos circulated through every pack territory just months ago—ruthless, cold, powerful. The kind of Alpha who commands respect through presence alone. The crowd shifts, and that's when I feel it—a pull, sharp and undeniable. I look up. Across the reception area, through the clust

Marcus smirked in response, but his smile meant nothing to me. "Don't give me that wide-eyed stare. I'm here to make some things clear to you," Marcus boomed, walking towards me with a sense of purpose that hinted at impending war. "And what does that supposed to mean?" I asked, my eyes scanning the faces of the witches, hoping to protect them from any harm. I didn't want anyone else to die after the losses we had suffered yesterday.

"But why that look after you touched my hand, aunty?" "He looks so familiar to me Ariel like I have met him before. I could have said he is the one but his hair is not white neither is it bringing out Ice." "I do not understand what you are saying aunty." Ariel said. "But if you are talking about him, Royal is a servant in Wolfe Crimson kingdom." "But he looks so much like the Wolf god my stupid mate had introduce me to once." Mari said and what Ariel said clicked in her head. "Did you say his name is Royal?"

That frightened her and she hugged Matt tightly. “What’s the matter, Kenli?” He bent down to assess the situation. “Someone is going to kill a kid. And I’m the only kid here.” Just then, someone called the king’s name. “That’s Akros. I’ll be right back.” She followed him to the doorframe and peeked her head outside. She saw a gorgeous man with blonde hair and red eyes. His eyes were the color of roses and he was as tall as Elias. The king was an inch or two taller than both.